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Friday, August 04, 2006
when u know life is playing tricks on you,
just play along with it.. its get over... just like my silly little blog, it seem to diapparated itself form this world just now.. so i went searching for a new blog skin. then when i realised i couldnt find any i like, my blogskin reappeared. lol. wasted my time heh.. dont know why i fell so tired today.. perhaps affected by soh? no lah.. but he really seem very sick and tired this morning. sometimes, you feel like u are suffocating.. you feel as though the world is covered with ice.. everyone under thick helmets, jacket and wind shields.. but you stupidly, dressed in a thin tee shirt and jeans.. then, you die. life used to be a tropical rainforest.. sun and rain. u can see u can feel. u can be unprotectly protected. but as u grow older.. life starts to turn into a hailstorm.. where everywhere is total coldness.. where u can see nothing.. but helmets after helmets.. mask after mask.. and thick wool stuffed sweater and winter jackets.. u cannot see who is who.. what is what.. u cannot tell where to go.. or where to retreat ; because there's no way. and sometimes.. u realise u did not own anyof those high- quality material clothings to protect u from the cold, the slicing sharp cold. u walk on.. trying to live this way.. thinking that oneday u will grow fur.. like a polar bear. but days pass.. months.. years. u gradually understood. no. if i continue to live this way.. i will suffer.. or even die. u try putting on those thick woollen jackets and sweaters.. u covered your face with think and rough scarfs.. but no.. u cannot get use to that feeling of being under layers and layers of material that covers u, that hid u from the others.. u took them off.. and moved on.. your eyes were pierced with the follicles of sharp ice.. your nose frozen red.. you ears are almost dropping off.. your fingers infested with snow bites. but you are stubborn.. stubbornly stubborn.. you refused to let all this obstacles let you down.. and continue and continue.. until one day.. u feel so tired. u wish.. u could never go on.. and just stay at that spot.. just stay there.. till oneday all the snow will bury u underneath them.. covering up all the steps u made.. all the footprints u left.. every part of you. a person in t-shirt and jeans could never travel that far in the north pole or sth like that.. but because there were other stubborn ppl like him.. they gave eachother warmth by hugging tightly to one another.. untill one by one.. they grew tired.. and die off. the warmth they shared.. direct and hot.. which could last so long.. unlike two ppl in thick clothings hugging together.. even though the heat may seem greater.. but the heat was already not direct.. in fact... already changed in "state" in some way or other... when u feel too tired to move on. just stop. Oooo.. today el was rather fun.. with theo, celine, brena and grace acting their best ever.. theo as lady macbeth, grace as director two, brena and director one and celine as the psychiatrist!! i was so wowed by them.. esp theo.. who almost REALLY cried during the act. pro-ness. gua mu xiang kan leh.. but anyway.. i really wonder WHY WHY WHY why must a skit be funny by any means(no matter how cheap and meaningless it can be) in order to be entertaining?? why? didnt yanting say that as long as the play contains sth meaningful, it is considered a gd one? then why is everybody forcing out humor.. if it wasnt humorous.. then its not a gd play? must all plays be humorous at all times.. even to the expense of being absolutely meaningless?? maybe today's activity was just for fun.. renee said its got to have a meaning behind the play or have a message or sth. well.. i donch noe. asked dad to fetch me home today.. and saw mr soh walking to his car.. drving his car away.. finally out of my sight. haix. why he look so ill today.. i actually wanted to give him a get well soon card.. but unfortunately... i had no chance!! bo hooo.. just hope that he will be okay.. i mean .. he really slim down A LOT LORR!! hope he takes cares LOR. lol. *floating in a soh blue world** |